Molly's Ritual

"Warning: If you've seen the picture, you know this shit's weird. If you like weird shit, this shit's unusually weird, if you like unusually weird, join the club we have strippers." -Leshawk "...And Cookies!" -TheDrifter

Greetings people of Earth and Space! I bring to you another story SLASH collab SLASH request from myself and Like he said this Story contains some weird stuff, BUT as always I/we hope you enjoy our work!

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Molly quietly walked through the shopper riddled floors of the city mall. She, unlike many of the other shoppers, carried simply her small purse and the cloths on her back, her outfit consisted of a white blouse and a casual pair of jeans. They fit snug around the curves of her hips and her respectfully bouncy bust, but weren’t ‘showy’ enough to grab the attention of onlookers for more than a few seconds. Today was Friday, and Friday was the day of her weekly ritual, and that ritual consisted of food.

Lots and lots of food…

Molly had a gentle smile on her face as she followed the sweet and salty aromas which drifted from her destination. Low audible grumbles came from within her as her craving for mounds of delicious food grew. She smiled kindly at herself and giggled.

“I know, I know. I’ll feed us all soon enough.”

Soon, Molly had arrived at the bustling food court. This would be the first time she would exercise her ritual in the public eye. But the thought of what looks she may get or what people WILL most defiantly think was beyond her. In fact, nothing else crossed her mind except for all the food which would soon be vacuumed into her body.

As she walked up to the first store side restaurant she flipped her long bouncy ebony hair over her shoulder and smiled innocently at the cashier. Before the young man could ask, she politely asked for what she wanted with a single word. “Everything!” The man stared at the cash register for a long moment as he contemplated the order. He then looked at Molly to inspect her curvy yet slender form.

“Everything?” He asked bewildered. He then chuckled humorously as he felt like this may be a sort of prank. “What? Are you going to be sharing all of this with some friends of yours?”

Molly’s smile grew as she tilted her head bashfully. “Hehe, yeah you can say that.”

“Ah I see.” The cashier laughed, still not fully believing his adorable customer. “Are your friends here with you now?” He asked as he looked over the court’s eating area searching for any hidden cameras that may be watching.

“Yep!” Molly responded cheerfully as she bounced on her toes once as if to convey her answer through her breasts as well. She then proceeded to reach into her purse and prepare her credit card to pay.

She took part in similar situations at the other restaurants as she walked to each of them one by one asking for the same thing “Everything.” Once she had ordered and paid for all of her meals, Molly asked if each of the stores could simply bring their dishes out to her in the court, which was a round table that was meant to seat six. As she patiently waited for her first entrées, Molly excitedly swung her legs back and forth underneath her chair.

Then the first round of dishes came, the hunger growls that emitted from Molly’s body was noticed by each of her servers as they awkwardly set the plates down in front of her. As the last plate of steaming food was sat onto the table, Molly began her ritual.

Molly started off with a couple of her foot long subs before moving onto some Chinese dishes, followed by some Mexican appetizers. She didn’t eat incredibly fast but her pace quickly gained the attention of fellow customers nearby. In a span of only a few minutes, she consumed enough food to easily feed a family of 5 for a day. And it showed.

As each pound of greasy, spicy, salty, sweet and or sour food past her delicate lips, her belly expanded and soon put pressure on the buttons of her blouse and jeans. She tore through her ‘meals’ with vigor but still took a moment or two of pause to savor the taste of each entrée before she engulfed the rest of it.

As Molly ate using mostly, if not only her hands, food particles, juices, and crumbs quickly took refuge around her mouth and on her clothing. Molly knew she was a bit of a messy eater, but her shameless personality kept her from becoming embarrassed in the mists of her binging ritual, even going as far as to nearly forgetting about the existence to those around her.

FffffffrrrrruuuuoooooOOTTTTT!

“Oh! Hehe!” She giggled as a surprise visitor escaped her plump rump. The small trumpeting fart barely fazed her as she continued gorging after her innocent giggle.

Molly soon emptied her table of food for the first time (today). *BBBBBBrrrrrrrrRRRRUUUUUMMMMMPPPTTTTT!!* And the pressure in her bowels for the second. And like an assembly line, her makeshift waiters brought out the next round of dishes one by one. Molly giggled as she noticed the food from each station came out in the same order as the first time, as if they had planned their deliveries out just for her. She also noticed the look of disgust of each of the employee’s as they entered the haze which was her beef and cabbage smelling fart, but she paid no mind to that.

The last plate for the new round was set and Molly was once again off to eating to her hearts content. As she ate and ate, her once flat tummy became an undeniable pot belly and then some. Most onlookers expected to hear the screams of an innocent bystander who had been hit by one of the buttons from Molly’s blouse. Yet not a single button had burst from the apparently flexible fabric.

Molly’s pale belly proved to be softer than most would expect from the amount of food going into it. Training from her weekly binges proved to have created a layer of soft flesh around her midsection, which helped to accommodate her vast meals. Her pale belly was showing through the outstretched sections between the buttons of her shirt. Some of her belly was also seen bulging out from under her blouse, as its expansion forced her shirt to untuck and slide up to her belly button. If it wasn’t for her blouse though, her belly would be covering half of her lap.

Halfway through her second round, Molly suddenly stopped as an angry growl came from her chest. She rested a hand above her breasts and opened her mouth to release a pungent and unladylike belch. Yet she still felt unrelieved as a deeper growl came from within her. She grabbed a nearby bottle of sparkling juice, popped the cap, and chugged it down.

BBBOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPPPP!!!

Molly’s belch was decibels louder than her last but much higher in pitch, realized by the girly aspect of her voice. After the belch, Molly went into a giggling fit as she felt the pressure in her chest gratefully disposed of. But as she gazed back at her food she gave almost a defeated sigh. People around her began to think the show was over. (They could only hope). Another, angrier growl came from inside Molly. In fact, it was two distinct growls. Molly looked back down at herself and smiled gently.

“Hehe, I know girls. You want to help too.” Molly said as she looped her fingers through the space of the middle buttons of her shirt. People became curious to who or what she was talking to, and even more curious to what she was about to do.

For a moment, Molly sucked in her large ball of a belly. She then ripped her blouse open and let go. Her soft belly surged forward plopping onto her thighs and nearly reaching the edge of the table from where she sat. Everyone who watched either became slack jawed or covered the eyes of their children as Molly revealed another pair of soft physical flesh. Molly didn’t bother giving herself the trouble of putting on a bra today as she pulled open her blouse and exposed her pair of double D’s.

Her large alluring chest lunged forward as they became free from their confines, finding a new seat atop of Molly’s belly. Molly cradled each of her plump breasts and gave them a couple of stimulating squeezes. She giggled as her breasts growled with hungry anticipation.

“I’m sorry for making you wait so long. I just wanted to make sure I had my fill.” Molly laughed, apparently to herself. She then reached over the table to grab some fresh dishes to pull to her side. It caused her engorged belly to press against the edge of the table and make her go, “Oomph!” And make her round bottom to go *BBBBRRRRUMMMPT-BLLLLUUMMMPPTPTTP!!* Which she seemed to barely take note of.

Molly stayed in a forward leaning position so her breasts were sitting on the table. She let go of them and had her hands free to bring more food over to, them? Suddenly, her pink nipples seemed to begin moving on their own. In fact, her breasts seemed to be moving as if they had their own minds. Her breasts appeared to be sniffing out the food set in front of them like intelligent puppies. Soon her left breast found a tasty, meaty delight. A half pound burger with everything on it. It sniffed a couple of times before it growled again with excitement. Its mouth, Molly’s nipple, stretched open and closed down on the towering sandwich. In a moment, Molly’s starving breast literally inhaled the burger whole, using its powerful sucking ability of unknown origin. Molly’s breast then mimicked the act of chewing through its lip-like opening. Once done, it also acted as if to swallow and then grew to its next cup size thanks to the new mass within it.

Everyone watching had no idea what to think, it was simply too abnormal to explain and too mesmerizing not to watch. Molly’s right breast acted in a similar fashion to its counterpart next to it. It sniffed out something it liked and began to devour the entrée through its lip-like opening. It too devoured its first dish in moments, a dish of cheesy lasagna.

After the first couple of dishes Molly’s breasts single nipply ate, the gloves were off as they now opened up their ravenous eating personalities. As they tore through the contents of plate after plate, Molly brought more in front of them. Her breasts continued to grow heavier and expand as they continued to stuff themselves. , blowing through the alphabet at a rapid pace.

*Buurrrppp! OOOuurrrrppPP!* went her breasts as they expelled a pair of nasty smelling belches from their lips. But like Molly, they took no notice of their belches can continued to scarf down the food. In minutes the table was once again emptied and the servers returned to replace the empty plates and bowls with full ones. Though most of them stared at the site of Molly’s large exposed chest, they still heeded the warning coming from Molly’s even larger growling belly.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPTTTTTTPTPTPTP!!!
BBBBBBRRRRRMMMMMMMMPPPPTPPTTP!!
BBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLUUUUUMMMMPPPPMMMPMPPTTPTT!!!

Molly lifted her round butt off her seat about an inch but barely showed any effort when she expelled the set of massive floor shakers which ranged from 7 to 10 seconds in length. The shaky emissions rattled the dishes at her table, felt by the customers nearby and heard throughout the food court. Molly sighed with relief as she now surrounded herself with the smell of digested food from a dozen countries.

But with her explosions easing up the pressure in her massive belly, she felt a new wind and was now ready to completely let loose and demolish her last round of food for her binge. Molly scooted up in her chair so her belly now pressed against the table, most of it flowing over and sitting on top. Her breasts didn’t wait to be fed by her hands and took care of themselves as they began sucking down whatever they could reach with their lips. Molly drove her hands into whatever she could grab sticking one into a pile of chilly fries and the other on a cheese sandwich.

The sight Molly created was a sight to behold, and to hear. The area was filled with the noises of slurping, burping, chewing, growling, and flatulence. Molly had taken on the sight of a three mouthed glutton as all three giant orbs of her body grew with each fattening pound from their feast. People passing by the event soon began to be attracted to the odd gastric sounds coming from the food court, thinking that some sort of eating contest between large flatulent intense animals might have been going on. But what they were given was Molly and her “friends” who all in minutes ingested the contents which were once on the empty table in front of her.

Molly sat back in contempt; her dirty hands rested on her massive belly which looked like it could contain a beach ball or two. Her equally engorged breasts were the size of overgrown watermelons and sat happily on top of Molly’s pale belly. And with the area around her table devastated and littered with takeout boxes, food trays, empty bottles, and broken plates, she and her breasts felt it was time to signal the end of their ritual.

BBBUURRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOPP!!
OOOOOOOOORRRRRGGGGGGGGPPPP!!
UUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP!!!
BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTPTPTPPPPPPPPTTTTTT!!!

Molly and her breasts erupted with a trio of chest rattling belches which roared towards the ceiling but were only drowned out by the simultaneous explosion that came from Molly’s behind and rolled through the courts surroundings. The crowd around her jumped back from surprise and some even fell onto their backs as they were stunned by the echoing eruptions of such power. People ran as their eyes and noses began to burn from the putrid stench of a city dump which came from Molly’s emissions.

“Hehe, so can I come back next week?” She asked with a cheerful giggle.